This prompt was super mean because I couldn’t decide who I wanted to be the siren so I sat here for way too long thinking about it. 😛
Rey’s had this dream so many times it feels like a memory. The waves licking at her ankles as she descends into the water, the dark eyes that pierce her soul and beckon her closer and, above all else, the song, slow and sweet, as mournful as a funeral march and as sultry as a love song. She doesn’t recognize the feel of skin on skin, the scrape of scales against her calves – she doesn’t realize it’s not a dream until her face hits the water.
*cackles* I was very curious about who you would pick.
Also DAMN, you did a lot with one paragraph! That is gorgeous.
Thank You! 💜
I honestly almost went with siren!Rey but I guess I’m just in one of those “edging on darker stuff” mood tonight. It was a close call.
And thank you for the prompt!
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